This synopsis comes courtesy of Matt, with pictures by Martin! Thanks, guys!
Gathering their wits after the infamous spider trap (see last episode) the truculent Viking party bravely stormed the teleportation circle (and only way out of the room). With dreams of cake dancing inside their horned helms the party proceeded through the teleportation circle and found themselves in a fetid grotto several hundreds of feet high, wide and long lit by a mysterious, nay, eldritch light. After some exploration it was discovered there were islands with trees in the morass and that the swamp produced fiery bubbles preceded by a soft popping sound. Most of the stalwart adventurers were able to avoid this trap, save Rurik who, upon being gently burnt, was reminded of his fiery abode of yore.
"The swamp is mucky, but tractable, and the bubbles are easily avoided by their preceding popping sound," quipped Mendas, "but there is one more threat to this swamp: the Giant Claw Prawns Of Unusual Size."
"The G.C.P.O.U.S.'s," replied Oddny raising her armored visor so Mendas could see her shaking her head, "I don't think they exist."
JUST THEN the party was beset upon by three Giant Claw Prawns Of Unusual Size who proceeded to bloody half the party who was un-tactically spread out and unprepared to defend themselves. Behind the whirling wall of chitinous claws were shambling swamp things and a brace of Mycon. A trio of Rock Boas dropped from the trees and spat acid that burned in a most unpleasant manner. "Retreat!" shouted Rurik, "so we may come back and kill them all in good time!"
The party, thus routed, made haste to the teleport while Hemiad covered their flight with a cloud of pointy arrows (killing one G.C.P.O.U.S. in the process). With assistance from Edgar fighter-cum-pusher-bot all of the noble adventurers made it out safely.
GOOD THING WE KILLED ALL THE GIANT SPIDERS OR WE'D BE FUCKED. Ahem.
After ascertaining that pursuit was not imminent, the party rested and compiled the natural and arcane data of the encountered monsters. It was decided that such a menagerie of flora and fauna would never cooperate in the real world. Surely there is a manipulating intelligence behind it all! A plan was concocted - the party would storm the gate and seize one of the islands. Thus sheltered from the difficult muck the merry band could fight and move as a group.
The plan was executed and an island held. Things moved beneath the weird fluid of the swamp. The aforementioned eldritch light addressed the group in a booming voice, "WHY ARE YOU HERE?"
"We seek those who attacked our people," replied Rurik.
"THEN YOU SEEK VENGEANCE. YOU WILL FIND IT HERE."
After being satisfied that the disembodied voice was going to grant the party that which is most desired (and exchanging congratulatory fist bumps and high-fives) the party was rapidly beset by a brace of G.C.P.O.U.S.'s and a trio of snakes that emerged from the swamp. Rurick was gappled and made useless by a snake while the rest of the party unleashed awesome hell. Blood and ichor (which is what G.C.P.O.U.S.'s are filled with) flowed with abandon while Oddny smashed, Hermaid poked, Ed cut (and sparkled with lightning), Mendas applied a liberal coating of stabbing and the Warlock cursed quite a bit. Erik summoned a big weapon that went snicker snack. While the green horde was cut to pieces the party was assailed by three vegetable horrors and the poop eating Mycon.
Summoning the might of Odin (which sounded remarkably like a lot of pissing and moaning) Rurik was freed and killed a Swamp Thing (tm) all by himself. The remaining prawn and shamblers were dispatched. Hermaid shot the Mycon at range while Edgar ran around getting burned and then tackled by the halfling.
And we won! Next week, exploring the swamp!
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